Tonndorf Transfer

“Don’t do your ideas – everybody’s got those – let the ideas do you …”

— Bob Dylan, Tarantula (1966)



be transparent! the clouds

are running misty on the shadows
I smell fluorescent menace on the wind

backlit & gloomy

I hear the music of decay

I feel humming brains about the coming rain

I hobnob with big delusions near the dump




nothing to lose
for such a man

but to leave home

with the sun still on his face

& no way out

trying to remember

how the twilight will die

greying unsafe
over the horizon
& how the wary thought

will dissappear




I taste cold rust on the wind

never wasting

a backward glance

I take no cover

in the rain









Peter Bies © 2010



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